“Being a teacher can be pretty hectic, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. The one thing I still struggle with – even after 30 years in the classroom – is how drained I feel at the end of the day. So when my daughter called saying she had car trouble again and needed me to pick up my grandson at soccer practice, I growled like a grouchy grizzly, but postponed my plans to go home and put my feet up.
“When I arrived at the soccer field, the kids were still playing, so I made myself comfortable on a bench. I waved to my grandson, Daniel, who looked confused as to why I was there. Believe me, I’m going to lecture your mom about that old Buick she drives when I drop you off! I thought.
“Suddenly, there was a scream from the row behind me where a young mother was cradling a wheezing toddler. ‘Bee sting!’ she shouted, frantically fumbling through her bag. ‘I can’t find the EpiPen! He can’t breathe – he needs an ambulance!’
“I’m also allergic to bees, so I carry an EpiPen. When I explained to the mom that I had the medication her son needed, she laid him in my lap and gave him the shot. Shortly after, the ambulance arrived and she tearfully hugged me and told me I was her miracle.
“I stood in awe as the ambulance pulled away and couldn’t help but marvel at how a rusty, broken-down Buick was the real miracle of the day!” – Marilyn Markstrom, 58, Buffalo
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